Those who were trying to find Digu, though they knew that Digu was now heading to the safest place in the entire island of Farland.

There is still a mile away from the ground fortress of the Grand Prison on the Sea. What I can't believe is that Digu actually asked Mariana to be a coolie, and he was lazy and broke a thin and straight branch from the tree. He was like a child in the countryside, slapping the branches around and "cutting" all the weeds along the road. The places he passed were messy, like a mentally retarded.

One thousand eight hundred bottles of top magic essence recovery potion, with an average price of 500 silver coins per bottle. Even in the barrier that suppresses magic essence, it can quickly recover magic essence. Because it is a large-scale purchase, it has been discounted a lot, but it is actually more expensive. I even bought all the two prop stores in Flange City.

The potions filled four carts and were covered tightly with opaque black cloth. Mariana could not move alone, so she also hired four strong middle-aged men from the town to help with the transportation.

The wheel of the cart passed through the uneven muddy road and made a sound of Titicaca, as if it was about to break down at any time.

The reason why Mariana went to help was because of her revenge. After learning about her mother's death from the newspaper, she was completely disappointed. She rushed from Farland Island to Winter Fort. Just to the nearest port on the mainland, it would take nearly half a month to take a boat. Not to mention that she had to go from the south to the north of the Nord Kingdom. She had no time to attend the funeral and could only make all-round preparations for revenge.

"Crip, you should come and help."

Mariana's face was pale, her eyes were covered with darkness as dead as gray, and her sleep quality was extremely poor, like a withered flower.

"Crip, lame, lame..." Digu said these two words like a psychopath. The branches hit the trunks in an instant, and they broke into two pieces. He continued: "You don't seem to respect me at all. After all, I am a person who ruled the world."

Digu was extremely unhappy. He hadn't felt that kind of pleasure that was feared by others for a long time. The people he met on Terraria were not afraid, but just a little scared. When he was still a human, even the strongest and bravest person, as long as he saw Digu in a photo video or heard his voice from the tape, he would be scared to pee his pants. If they were asked to face Digu himself, they would rather die.

"Reign the world?"

Mariana narrowed her eyes. Digu said that he was not a Terraria's man, but some other unknown place. Although he was not sure whether this was true or not, looking at Digu's incompetent appearance playing with branches like a child, let alone dominate the world, he even doubted whether Digu would do basic arithmetic.

"What does six times nine equal?"

Mariana asked coldly.

Click!

Digu was so angry that he lost his mind by this stupid question that he was a cripple. He staggered, knocked a gravel on his toes, fell to the ground all of a sudden, and fell to the ground in a dim manner.

Because Digu has obtained a degree, it can fill a swimming pool.

Although Digu was on the road of dying and finally sat on the electric chair, he forgot most of his knowledge during this period and became a psychopath, but he could not use this problem to humiliate him.

"I don't want to answer this question." Digu got up from the ground, wiped the soil on his helmet, and said viciously: "I have ruled! I almost ruled everything! I developed an instrument that can spread bioelectron pulses, and then modified the will of human beings all over the world, thinking about what I think, thinking about what I think."

"Sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about." Mariana replied coldly.

Digu was almost mad and roared: "The world is my appearance, this is a truth, applicable to all people with life and cognitive abilities. If human beings can think about this truth in reflection and abstract consciousness, they will gain philosophical wisdom. Therefore, human beings will understand that when they know the sun and the earth, they do not know the sun and the earth themselves, but the eyes of seeing the sun and the hands of touching the earth. Everything around him is manifestation, as long as it is something related to consciousness and something related to human beings."

"Biological electronic pulses... Forget it, you can understand it this way. In short, the thing I developed will spread a virus, change what they see in their eyes and touch with their fingers, and thus be in the imaginary world I created, another manifest world, do you understand?"

Digu secretly sighed that he was really a genius. He was obviously one step away from being able to rule the world, but that man was just blamed! He completely ruined his plan!

"Isn't it just spiritual magic?"

Mariana was indifferent.

Digu was speechless. Her masterpiece was instantly 10,000 times as she described it.

"No matter what, you should respect me."

"Okay, teacher."

"Wow? I like this title."

A moment of speechlessness.

Mariana knew that Digu was not entirely responsible for robbing prison, although he promised that he would get two friends who followed him faithfully, as well as a kindness from all the criminals, Retham and Casar, because these two outlaws had no other place to go, and if they reappeared in the Kingdom of Nord, they would only be chased by the bounty hunters.

Digu also had his own reasons. Perhaps he wanted the witch who changed his appearance to turn Digu from a goblin to a person. Mariana expressed doubts. As far as she knew, there was no such magic to change species in this world, otherwise wouldn't it be better to turn a large group of mice into a giant dragon?

This time, the two of them had no partners in the prison, because as long as Motley completed his mission, the prisoners in the entire prison would be partners.

The preparations for escape from prison have been made, whether it is the carriage used to arrive at the dock or the ships going to sea, they have been properly handled.

Half an hour later, the group pulled the trailer and finally arrived at the sea prison. This huge fortress, like a monster, blocked the sun and the height of the sky and the sun blocked the sun. There was a Nordgu hero stone sculpture with a spear on the fortress wall. There was a huge iron fence at the entrance. The two gatekeepers saw the group and were not afraid, and shouted from a distance.

"You are what Chief Motley said, help Miss Eva transport supplies to prisoners? Chief Motley is waiting for you in there."

The gatekeeper waved to the people on the watchtower. The huge iron door slowly opened from bottom to top, with a clang of steel and a clump of dust shaking off.

The sky is getting darker, and the yellow and red sky at dusk is like the oil floating in the sewer.

“Everything  is under  control.”

Digu murmured to himself, laughing wildly inside, everything was under control.

However, the next second was slapped in the face.

The group stepped into the fortress for a few steps. Before they could see Motley, they saw a group of fancy swordsmen, including men and women, a total of five, all of whom were young men in their early twenties. They were all very handsome, with bright red cloaks behind their pure white armor, bright and spotless, and those warm and elegant conversations. They looked like they were not ordinary prisoners, but people from big places like the capital.

"I never want to come to this broken place again. I'm a little...seasy."

"I think so too. Let the other students of my master come next time. This time I come to find the Dance of Death because I hope he will tell the whereabouts of the Demon Sword Blood Crazy. The master has longed for that knife for a long time."

"I don't know what good is the knife in the East Country. It's only fast, too low durability, and chopping a little bit of wood will curl the mouth. It's too easy to wear, so it's still comfortable to use the giant sword."

"What do you know? It has miraculous effects in the hands of people who use it properly. Do you think the Dance of Death beats the Imperial Sword Saint?"

"The demon sword blood madman died under the resentment of countless souls under the knife, cursing the knife. I heard that those who have weak will will be eroded by the knife."

"Well, it's true. Isn't Death Dance a madman? Who would be so stupid that he would provoke the aristocratic system? This is a formed system with countless advantages. Even if he is capable, the Imperial Sword Saint can defeat it, but the power of one person is too small."

Mariana recognized these people at a glance, and was the disciples of the famous "Kingdom Sword". It can be seen from the emblem of the violet and the giant sword printed on the cloak.

At the beginning, an unexpected situation occurred. Take these five people as an example, it is much more difficult than the Demon Armored Soldier.
Chapter completed!